Changing her position from kneeling to cross-legged (Daichi had discreetly motioned that the former pose was too feminine), Amaya propped her arm up onto the table and proceeded to rest her cheek atop her fist. "Hurry up already! You've been sipping at the same cup for 15 minutes now!" she whined to her brother. The addressed rōnin merely ignored her, his focus tuned in on the woman who'd just entered. As quickly as he'd first noticed her when she stepped in, he promptly deemed her harmless to both himself and his sister. He returned his gaze to Amaya and simply smirked. She tried so hard to be a 'man' and yet here she sat before him, behaving exactly like the bratty little sister he knew her to be. "You know just as well as I that I enjoy it cool" he said simply.